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⠀⠀⠀Mikaela has been acting odd, was Yuichiro's first thought once he was discharged from the hospital a couple of days before. He was relieved and glad to finally leave the building, for the place owned blinding, white lights too bright to handle, and the food they served all tasted the same no matter what was given to him. Sure, he was grateful to have been taken cared of as a mother would for a child, but he'd rather not be in a hospital, thanks. He's been staying there longer than he should have; two days because he took an extra strong blow to his face wasn't necessary, even if they said he could've gone blind.
⠀⠀⠀But now that he's returned, he can see a slight difference lurking amongst Mikaela's behavior, and he doesn't exactly know how to feel about it. There are days the blond would glare at the walls or down at his food as though it offended, threatened him in some way he couldn't fathom. Other times, he would minimize their time together, always scooting away at the slightest, or simply walking out of the house claiming he wanted some fresh air; and even then, if he asked if he wanted company, the male would shake his head and leave.
⠀⠀⠀It was odd, and it made Yuichiro nervous for what was about to come. He doesn't remember about anything he could've said to have upset his lover, and if there was some kind of issue that might've created this sudden change in his behavior, it might as well be the fight he and Kimizuki had. But then again, he thought they already resolved it and were on good terms. Perhaps not? Maybe he was still angry at initiating a pointless fight? Yuichiro rubbed his temples for ten minutes straight, nonstop drinking his cold beverage until his brain froze over and he had to stop. He just couldn't figure the shit out!
⠀⠀⠀"Yuu-san, is there something wrong? Mitsu and I have been watching you drink that thing for the passed ten minutes without saying a thing. Does your head hurt? Do you need to go to the emergency room?" Shinoa asked within one breath, leaning over to examine him.
⠀⠀⠀Sighing, Yuichiro pushed the straw and drink altogether away from him, squeezing his eyes shut as the cold liquid attacked his head. He regained his conscious for his surroundings and placed his eyes on the smaller females' somewhat blurry figures. "No, Shinoa, I'm fine. It should be nothing, but I can't help feel like it's something." He placed his chin upon his knuckles and grunted.
⠀⠀⠀"Well, we're here to listen, so spill it," Mitsuba said as she bit into her donut.
⠀⠀⠀"It's nothing, really."
⠀⠀⠀"Please, Yuu, if it was, you wouldn't be looking like your dog just died."
⠀⠀⠀Yuichiro found himself backed up into a corner, and the demanding glares that held some kind of worry in them didn't make it any better. There was no running away from a Shinoa or Mitsuba in mother-mode. He should be grateful because, hell, he doesn't have a motherly figure to look up to, so to see his friends care about him like a mother would made him feel loved. But at the moment, it felt like he's been scolded and punished for getting into trouble. He groaned in defeat. "Fine. Mika feels a little more... how should I say it... distant. He isn't himself, and I know for damn sure. He isn't as affectionate and caring; it's like he was switched from unbelievably adorable and sweet to cold-hearted and bitter. And the thing is, I have no idea why."
⠀⠀⠀Silence filled the atmosphere amongst the three, and a light breeze blew softly through them. Yuichiro could see how Shinoa and Mitsuba seemed to be thinking, trying to understand what could've happened that might've drew the blond away. "Maybe he's still a bit angry about what happened to you and Kimizuki that day. I mean, he did really hurt you, and he may be blaming himself for it— y'know, being unable to protect you."
⠀⠀⠀"But we resolved this already! That can't possibly be it!"
⠀⠀⠀"Honestly, Yuu-san, you should just ask Mika-san himself. Don't beat around the bushes looking for answers and assume things that might hurt the both of you. No matter what, I'm sure he'll tell you the truth." Shinoa advised seriously, twirling a strand of her lavender tresses around her thin finger. "You'll both be back to idiots in love after you both talk about it."
⠀⠀⠀Yuichiro closed his eyes as he bit back a retort, grinning irritably. She really could be tease, and it was one hell of a pain, but he loved her anyway. She and Mitsuba was always there when he really needed it and not even a hundred of her remarks could change how truly grateful he was. He stood up, collecting his items and leaving his devil of a drink behind. "Thanks, guys. I'll see you later." Shinoa and Mitsuba stood up after him, and they both left a friendly kiss on opposite cheeks as a sign of good luck.
⠀⠀⠀Before he could leave, Shinoa grabbed his wrist rapidly. He eyed her warily. "Hm?"
⠀⠀⠀"Yuu-san, please be careful."
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⠀⠀⠀When Yuichiro drove home, it was currently five, the moment in time Mikaela would most likely be cooking dinner while listening to both of their favorite songs. He could usually hear it blasting through the door, and the lights would be on as if peaked out of the window and spraying its bright rays onto the driveway. But today, Yuichiro didn't see that. Instead, their apartment complex stayed completely silent and still, only the faint chirps of birds and cars zooming by. There appeared to be no lights on either, and that's what made the raven feel nervous.
⠀⠀⠀"Is he even home?" Yuichiro asked to no one in particular. He gulped inwardly, building up the courage to unlock the door and expect for the worst. With short strides, the raven climbed the stairs up to their apartment room, using the room key to open the door. He was utterly surprised to see the rooms clean as they'd left it before, but no Mikaela was in sight. Yuichiro walked deeper into the dwelling, turning his head left and right as he searched for his lover. He would've assumed that the blond wasn't home, perhaps taking another walk around the town. But he hadn't searched their bedroom, and he wasn't going to assume.
⠀⠀⠀Quietly, he made his way down the small hallway, stopping just behind their door and giving two knocks. "Hello? Mika, are you in there?"
⠀⠀⠀He received no reply.
⠀⠀⠀Now, he was even more nervous than before to the point it was rising into panic and terror. He couldn't imagine where he could be, what could be happening, and just thinking about it created Yuichiro's instincts to act on their own, and he flung the door open with maximum force. "Mika!" He screeched at the top of his lungs.
⠀⠀⠀Yuichiro's eyes met with the familiar, drenched blond tresses of his lover, and he sighed in relief. He looked to have gotten out of the bath, currently drying his hair with a small white towel. Mikaela ruffled his hair, staring puzzled at the raven breathing heavily in front of him. "Yuu-chan, you're home early. What happened?" Yuichiro recognized the voice, but the tone wasn't the usual. It sounded stiff, cold, and non-Mika. No matter what words came from his lips, he knew this person wasn't who he really was; the Mikaela he knew.
⠀⠀⠀"Why didn't you say anything? You scared the living shit out of me!"
⠀⠀⠀"Sorry," Mikaela muttered. "Can't really say anything two rooms away from you."
⠀⠀⠀Without another word, Mikaela walked out of the room, flicking on the lights and starting up the stove. Yuichiro knew, now, for sure something was up, and he didn't like the feeling he was getting from it. No welcome kisses, no excessive hugging, no nothing. It was like he was living with a stranger. It made Yuichiro boil up in rage, and he whipped around to stomp out of the room; his shoulders scrunched and stiff to his frame. "Okay, no, what's wrong with you? I don't understand why you're acting this way, but whatever the reason is, I'm sick of it!"
⠀⠀⠀The blond turned around, and Yuichiro noticed the annoyance radiating from his narrowed gaze. "Eh? What're you talking about? You're just seeing things, so sit down and relax."
⠀⠀⠀"No!" Yuichiro stomped his foot onto the ground, feeling the flooring vibrate beneath him. He sent Mikaela the nastiest glare he could create in hopes of making him stay rooted to where he stood. "We are not avoiding this conversation. Ever since that day in the hospital, or maybe even before that, when Kimizuki punched me in the face, you've been acting so heartless and bland. I thought it was because you blame yourself for not being there for me, but it's becoming more than that— no, it is more than that, isn't it? I wouldn't have to ask if you would just tell me what the hell is going on, goddamn it!"
⠀⠀⠀"Be quiet, Yuu-chan. It's nothing." Mikaela tried.
⠀⠀⠀"It is something! There's something missing. There's something you're not telling me, so what is it? I'm tired of being neglected, Mika! If you want something, say some—!"
⠀⠀⠀"BE QUIET!" Mikaela suddenly roared. Yuichiro flinched beneath the rough tone of the blond, somewhat hanging his chin low as if obeying. It was pathetic. Before he could say anything else, an apology, a weight pressed against his shoulders agonizingly violently, and his feet were forced to stumble behind him until his spine smacked viciously against the wall. His eyes flickered in confusion, self light-headed, and demented. Yuichiro raised his chin slightly, meeting the terrifyingly, nightmare-ish cobalt irises of his lover. Mikaela's pupils formed into slits, breathing erratic against the skin of his neck.
⠀⠀⠀Trembling, Yuichiro attempted to inch away from the heated breath that escaped the blond's parted lips, but no avail. He was trapped between the muscular body that was his lover. He had no where to go, no where to run, and never in his life has his hopes dropped so unbelievably low. He was lost on what to do, drifting towards the unknown that was the black abyss of his past. Mikaela chuckled lowly, the laughs vibrating and rumbling down his throat and causing the raven beneath him to squeal.
⠀⠀⠀He had both arms pressed up against the wall, the black-haired male trembling and defenseless beneath him, and Yuichiro tried his best to stay calm, though it only formed to panic. "Ah, Yuu-chan, you smell especially nice today." Mikaela ran his fingers down the pale, tear-stained cheeks of the raven, soaking in every bit of fear that seemed to show. "I didn't know how cute you could be until now, all shaking and crying— it's almost making me want to give mercy. Oh, but someone as cute and defenseless as you, I couldn't possibly share you with anyone else."
⠀⠀⠀"Mika, please—!"
⠀⠀⠀"Do not speak."
⠀⠀⠀"Mika—!"
⠀⠀⠀A palm smacked his lips, causing him to remain silent as his emerald gaze trailed up to look at the blond. Mikaela growled faintly. "I said, do not speak."
⠀⠀⠀Without a word, Mikaela leaned into the gap between Yuichiro's head and shoulder before giving a powerful, blood-spilling bite to the neck. It wasn't pleasurable, not at the least. Yuichiro could feel his teeth breaking the skin harshly, blood seeping through the wound and trickling down his neck in a straight trail. The raven screamed in pain, voice muffled by the hand pressing aggressively against his lips. Mikaela didn't back away until a few moments later, teeth stained with blood, and Yuichiro's eyes teared and throat raw.
⠀⠀⠀"You look disappointed," Mikaela commented with a laugh. "I wonder why that is."
⠀⠀⠀"Why are- why are you doing this, Mika?" Yuichiro stuttered in fear.
⠀⠀⠀"Out of everyone, you should be the one to know. I thought that it was just going to be me and you together, forever, in happiness. We could be the loving people you've dreamed of. But everything you said cannot become reality... at least, not yet!" Mikaela purred, licking his lips as he swallowed the tangy blood inhumanly. He hummed in content. "Kimizuki is in the way, always has been. He won't leave us alone because he's so hurt by the separation between Yoichi and him. Now, he's going after you! Oh, what should I do?
⠀⠀⠀"I can't let him take you away from me! No, not like that pipsqueak had, no, no! I'll have to annihilate him just so he can never come between us. No one will come between us. No one. Not even Shinoa. Not even Mitsuba. Perhaps I should kill them, too, just to be safe?" He laughed insanely, not missing the horrified expression that only amused him more. Yuichiro stared at his feet, pupils dilated and body stiff with terror.
⠀⠀⠀"What are you going to do... to me?"
⠀⠀⠀Mikaela caressed the trembling raven beneath him, licking the wound he inflicted upon the base of his neck as if savoring the flavor it owned. He chuckled, returning his attention towards Yuichiro in exhilaration. He placed a tangy, blood-tasted kiss onto the dark-haired male's lips. Yuichiro didn't bother to push his face away as he tasted his own blood, frozen from distaste and fear. He had a feeling he already knew, already experienced it, and now he'd have to do it again. Mikaela grinned at the petrified expression. "You should already know, love."
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